Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 286 Confucian Master
The scholar was stunned: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who said the old man is cowardly! Mr. Yun is naturally not timid!"

When excited, the scholar spit out all the stars.

Gu Xiang took two steps back to avoid it, and saw that the scholar's face was flushed and his eyes were wide open: "You, what tone are you talking about? What kind of status and character is Mr. Yun, how can you be so frivolous?"

"The old man was studying in Bazhou in the past. When he met the giant thief Anlu Wang Xiaoxun, he was armed with a knife and an axe, and his expression remained unchanged. He solemnly spoke the words of a saint to the soldiers under Anlu King at that time. He subdued him with his own strength. King Anlu, without a sword or a soldier, the rebellion was quelled!"

"Ten years ago, Mr. Yun had a dispute with Mr. Zhenjing at Qingguan on Longhu Mountain. Mr. Zhenjing's martial arts had entered the realm of profound mysteries, and his skills were profound, but he was still defeated by Mr. Yun's verbal sword. Immediately Let me tell all my disciples, when you meet Mr. Yun in the Jianghu, you need to be cautious in your words and deeds, and stay away."

This scholar speaks eloquently, from decades ago to several years ago, he knows the deeds of Mr. Yun like the palm of his hand, no one needs to read it, just listen to the voice and know that he is a complete cloud fan!
The scholar was out of breath, but Gu Xiang didn't interrupt the two times, so he just listened to him with half of his ears, and most of his mind was distracted.

At the gate of the capital, there are many chores.

The soldiers guarding the gate were obviously a little nervous, Qiuli and Cherry were also nervous.With so many people, so many cars, and so many bags, traveling all the way here, everything should be considered.

In addition, the boy has to find a place to temporarily raise those tigers and lions, and then send them back to the deep mountains and old forests.

Gu Xiang didn't understand why this young man of his family was able to summon these big guys from those not-so-big hills near the capital.

Even if she doesn't care about it and plans to let it go, it is estimated that everyone in the capital, from officials to soldiers, is unlikely to agree.

There were a lot of miscellaneous articles in his mind, and Gu Xiang was able to focus on two things. Seeing that the scholar was tired and panting, he quickly waved his hands and said with a smile: "I just said something in vain. Don't you feel tired after talking too much?"

The scholar flicked his sleeves angrily: "Hey, it's a long way off topic. Even though Mr. Yun is bold, broad-minded, and full of courage, that's not the reason why you let these tigers and lions block the city gates. The news has been passed before, Mr. Yun Mr.’s car needs to arrive today, hurry up—”

As soon as he glanced over, he felt a little uncomfortable, and quietly took two steps back, "Get them away, so as not to block Mr. Yun's way."

"If you can really stop it, that's great."

Gu Xiang was quite helpless and let out a long sigh.

The scholar frowned suddenly.

Although only the scholar spoke at this time, many Confucian scholars gathered around him who came to welcome Mr. Yun, all of whom considered themselves his disciples and grandchildren, and everyone was very concerned about Mr. Yun's affairs. The obedient tigers and lions are actually very interested in their hearts, but this little interest is by no means comparable to their admiration and admiration for Mr. Yun.

At this moment, everyone saw that the young lady from other places seemed to be trying to shirk, and they all frowned and looked displeased.

"You little lady, you don't know what's going on, why are you so crazy?"

Li Chengbi looked at Gu Xiang, and thought that this little lady had offended the most unfavorable person in the capital when she first came to the capital, and she might be in big trouble in the future, with a bright future ahead!
This dynasty gives preferential treatment to scholars, especially the students of Taixue, who are of extraordinary background and background, and who are self-taught when it comes to making troubles, with outstanding talents.

Now that Sister Huan is facing off against them, how can we still have a good relationship?
I'm afraid that if he returns to the Li family, the old ancestor in the family will also reprimand him, and other punishments may also be indispensable.

Li Chengbi shook his head lightly.

I don't know whether the decision of the old ancestor in the family was right or wrong, but there were rumors at the beginning, except for those fringe figures who had long been far away from the court, everyone else knew about their Li family.

Under such circumstances, the ancestors resolutely decided to find Sister Huan, at least it seemed that the Li family was responsible and prevented the family's blood from leaking out. Relatively speaking, it was a good result.

It's better than leaving the big families with the impression that they don't take blood seriously and have a vicious heart.

As long as Sister Huan is easy to handle, then it is easy to say, a boudoir daughter, take her home to teach for a few days, and find a good marriage from afar, just marry it.But looking at it now, Sister Huan is really not a person to provoke!

Look at this guy who has just returned to Beijing, before entering the city gate, and confronted these troublesome scholars in the capital head-on, really——

Before she could sort out the thoughts in her mind, Li Chengbi heard Sister Huan let out a long sigh, and said in her heart: It's okay, I know I'm afraid!
Gu Xiang held the door of the car, and didn't argue with this group of young students, so he had no choice but to turn around and rush towards the ox drive that had mixed into their convoy: "Master, I sold you all the sugar and garlic, ten pots, now I also gave you half of the canned crispy fish, and I gave you two large jars of meat sauce, isn’t that okay? Don’t grind it anymore, it won’t work.”

Several scholars frowned, flicked their sleeves, and said angrily: "You—we have said so much, you little lady, get out of the way quickly, and delay Mr. Yun's schedule. We students must I won’t let you go! That bullock cart, hurry—"

Before the words fell, the voice of the leading scholar stopped suddenly, and he looked up at the sign hanging on the bullock cart in astonishment.

The bullock cart was a bit dirty, and the sign was not clear, but the lantern that fell casually beside the cart was quite large, and the character 'cloud' on it was elegant and slightly majestic. No one would dare to imitate this handwriting.

And the driver looked familiar too.

The scholar buzzed in his head, and instinctively blurted out: "Master Yun?"

The Confucian master Yun Zizhan is very famous, and he often participates in literary conferences and gives lectures everywhere. He is always in an ox cart with two or three servants. Many ordinary students have seen him. People, even if they have never seen him, have seen him, or heard of him, almost all of them now recognize the origin of the bullock cart in front of them.

Outside the city gate, the north wind was blowing, and the fallen leaves were flying. The scholar who was arguing with Gu Xiang at first shrank his head, and the others also closed their mouths tightly, with a trace of excitement appearing on their faces.

Before they calmed down a bit and went on a pilgrimage to greet Master Yun, they saw Master Yun striding down from the bullock cart, staring at the two rows of lions and tigers with bright eyes, ready to move.

The little servant took a step forward skillfully, and immediately slashed his knife, staring at him intently.

Yun Zizhan acted as if he hadn't seen it, and walked over to hug the leader. The biggest tiger touched it vigorously, from head to tail, with little stars shining in his eyes, he swallowed a little, and turned his head. He said solemnly: "My students are absolutely right, Xiao Gu, you put them at the gate of the city, it won't work, it will scare the common people, it's terrible."

(End of this chapter)